Never Been More Lonely - Prologue
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but Kyoko.
It was dark, dreary, and an otherwise unpleasant day, rather fitting to the small group of people clustered around two long boxes. The rain falling down from the sky didn't help at all to lighten the mood of the crowd, not that anything would. The people standing around the caskets donned black, and one small girl could be recognized at the front of the crowd.
Not only because of her long, nearly knee-length blonde hair, unusual for someone around only four, but also because of the single white rose she held. It was clasped in her tiny hands, clean, pure, and innocent, much like the owner of the beautiful flower.
All the other crowd members held red or pink roses that were beginning to wilter in the swelling humidity, but this rose was clear of any holes or brown spots that covered the other roses. The girl holding it looked towards the two coffins with big blank brown eyes.
She, too, donned a black dress, only she was barefoot and the dress was slightly ripped on one of the sides. Not hearing the ministers invite to place the flowers on the caskets, she stood still, staring at the boxes that held the people who had cared for her during her whole life. Despite the uncaring relationship she held with them, she then had to face the facts. She was alone, and the only people she had in the world were dead. The rest of the people slowly disbanded from around the small funeral, leaving the small child, one solitary figure standing alone, left to face the cold, hard, facts.
She was alone.
Alone.
Alone...
AN: I hope you like this new story! For those of you who like to look at the characters to visualize it, the character looks exactly like Chii from Chobits, minus the personality. So there you go! - Don't forget to review!